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Dharitri Das

Abstract Children

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Dharitri Das

Abstract Children

Seasons

Seasons

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Seasons come and go

one after another.

Continue to move

in a cyclic order.


In India We enjoy

six seasons.

Each seasons

covers to months.


Spring is the king

of the seasons.

It is a seasons

of flowers and colours.


Summer is the most

dreaded seasons in India.

Humility, scarcity of water

spread of cholera and malaria.


After summer the farmers

wait for the rain.

Without rain we don't

found any grain.


Bring many festivals

comes autumn after rain.

The green fields are

weaving with corn.


The last part of autumn

dew starts to fall.

For this reason

late autumn we call.


Then come winter

with slow wind.

Sever cold trembled our

heart and mind.


We enjoy the seasons

broadly in our life styles.

They make us happy

with great smiles.


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